i've finessed myself into a corner
i cannot help but yearn some type of scorner
degrade me, daddy, make me a mourner
my self-respect yeeted by a coroner
i know i should feel more balanced
but i feel kinda soother in sanguid silence
if i careen into the whispering abyss
at least give me a lingering kiss?
unknownst to you, i would be remis
if i don't feel just little bit dismissed
rigormortis sets in, the end is nigh
i can't help but lean on that scornful sigh
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